Chapter Twenty-Three
Brianne
Brianne slipped through the door behind the altar, thinking there were far too many candles burning. A little darkness wouldn’t hurt. A glance showed no one was in the room. More candles burned in ornate holders and a table was set off to one side, a trunk nearby. It was the stairs leading to the rooms below the House that drew her attention. Worn stone stairs wide enough for several people to walk abreast.
She approached them cautiously, trying to remind herself that she had the perfect disguise, but it wasn’t really. If someone talked to her she had no idea what to say, or how to act. A look down the stairs showed they were empty. Hurrying down them, she checked every corner of the small room they lead to. The room was an empty stairwell, several doors lea
